Our family rolled out of town this morning, leaving us most of the day to kind of unwind, clean up and get back in the groove of normal life. It was fun having my mom and brother's family here, but after having houseguests for most of the last nine days, it also feels nice to have the house to ourselves again.

I have no idea why I have this particular bug up my ass, but I felt like cleaning, arranging and organizing today. Earlier I went out to my car armed with a trash bag and the recycling bin and unloaded most of the contents of my car into one or the other. I found bottles and stuff that predate my move from Chicago to Conway, so that crap had to go. Later, I got rid of a few boxes from my office and cleaned up my desk. I've had these piles of boxes in here for so long that they've become something I stopped noticing, like furniture. Out of nowhere, they started bothering me again so I'm going to get as many gone as I can before I tucker out. I've got a huge amount of storage space here, so I have no excuse for not finding or making a place for every single thing I want to keep. How nice it would be to become and organized and tidy person! Or, failing that, to have for as long as I can maintain it an organized and tidy space.